Lent (22/40)
Thank god my dad wakes up at 6:25 even on weekend mornings. I'd set my cell phone alarm for 5:30, except that I was editing a pre-existing alarm so it didn't automatically Enable. My dad graciously agreed to drive me to the train station, so I got to have a quick shower.
There was snow accumulation on the ground, and it was still snowing, but not too heavily, and it was just above freezing. When I left the conference around 5:30pm, the sidewalks were all clear. Though I am not a big fan of the slick patches of ice on the sidewalks.
CHPC-Rachel had e-mailed me at 1:15am: "I'm still up...just got back from a punk rock thing...I may not make it to breakfast.... Love, Rachel" She arrived at breakfast not long after I did, though. I had picked up an egg and cheese sandwich at the Harvard Dunkin's because I suspected (correctly) that "continental breakfast" would be all carbs (though they did have a fruit tray).
Heading out to lunch, a person stopped me, said I looked familiar. I guessed Smith and realized it was Chris from Vassar who did a "semester abroad" at Smith. That was fall of 2001, so I was pretty impressed. When I walked into the room yesterday, I kept expecting to see people from Smith, 'cause it felt so much like being back at Smith, but of course this is not Smith and the people I knew from Smith have mostly graduated and are likely living elsewhere.
Because a lot of people were unable to come due to the weather, they said forget the waiting list, if you're here, you'll get free lunch.
I know how to get to Harkness, but lots of people were heading downstairs so I decided to check out the tunnels. Very different from HBS' tunnels. It was like high school -- multi-colored lockers, and those sort of circular patterns of colored tiles on the floors.
There was chocolate-coated cannoli. I was like, "Why don't we ever have cannoli?" and then I remembered that HLS has Sodexho and we have Restaurant Associates.
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Today's Lenten Labyrinth includes some suggested messages to oneself. I liked, "Criticism is not punishment, praise is not reward. They're simply information to improve performance."
"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy."
-mylittleredgirl [ more info]
"Sin is necessary, but all will be well, and all will be well, and every kind of thing will be well."
-Julian of Norwich, Showings
Five good things about today:
1. Random small-world-ness.
2. Chocolate cannoli!
3. The conference was not socially painful.
4. Nor did I feel profoundly uncomfortable during any of the panels.
5. Surprise IMs.
Three things I did well today:
1. I socialized.
2. I did laundry.
3. I replied to an e-mail about visit plans.
Two things I am looking forward to (doing [better]) tomorrow:
1. Being more well-rested.
2. Getting to bed at a reasonable hour.
March 1 is National Self-Injury Awareness Day.
monkeycrackmary recently wrote:Every day is the first day of the battle, and every day I try to be a good fighter. And every day is as hard as the first, but some days are harder even than that, and... I don't know. I'm not sure what my point is. I guess it's that maybe if someone's sharp with you, or doesn't act helpfully, or doesn't make your day easier where they might've, or whatever... maybe they're having one of the harder days. Maybe there are battles being fought behind their eyes. I'm going to try to remember that.
And I'm going to try to remember that addicitions are an enemy, not a weakness, and that it's wrong to look down on someone for not being strong enough to win their battle right now. Because every day is that enemy's fresh first day of the battle, even when you've been fighting them for years and years.
There was snow accumulation on the ground, and it was still snowing, but not too heavily, and it was just above freezing. When I left the conference around 5:30pm, the sidewalks were all clear. Though I am not a big fan of the slick patches of ice on the sidewalks.
CHPC-Rachel had e-mailed me at 1:15am: "I'm still up...just got back from a punk rock thing...I may not make it to breakfast.... Love, Rachel" She arrived at breakfast not long after I did, though. I had picked up an egg and cheese sandwich at the Harvard Dunkin's because I suspected (correctly) that "continental breakfast" would be all carbs (though they did have a fruit tray).
Heading out to lunch, a person stopped me, said I looked familiar. I guessed Smith and realized it was Chris from Vassar who did a "semester abroad" at Smith. That was fall of 2001, so I was pretty impressed. When I walked into the room yesterday, I kept expecting to see people from Smith, 'cause it felt so much like being back at Smith, but of course this is not Smith and the people I knew from Smith have mostly graduated and are likely living elsewhere.
Because a lot of people were unable to come due to the weather, they said forget the waiting list, if you're here, you'll get free lunch.
I know how to get to Harkness, but lots of people were heading downstairs so I decided to check out the tunnels. Very different from HBS' tunnels. It was like high school -- multi-colored lockers, and those sort of circular patterns of colored tiles on the floors.
There was chocolate-coated cannoli. I was like, "Why don't we ever have cannoli?" and then I remembered that HLS has Sodexho and we have Restaurant Associates.
***
Today's Lenten Labyrinth includes some suggested messages to oneself. I liked, "Criticism is not punishment, praise is not reward. They're simply information to improve performance."
"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy."
-mylittleredgirl [ more info]
"Sin is necessary, but all will be well, and all will be well, and every kind of thing will be well."
-Julian of Norwich, Showings
Five good things about today:
1. Random small-world-ness.
2. Chocolate cannoli!
3. The conference was not socially painful.
4. Nor did I feel profoundly uncomfortable during any of the panels.
5. Surprise IMs.
Three things I did well today:
1. I socialized.
2. I did laundry.
3. I replied to an e-mail about visit plans.
Two things I am looking forward to (doing [better]) tomorrow:
1. Being more well-rested.
2. Getting to bed at a reasonable hour.
March 1 is National Self-Injury Awareness Day.
monkeycrackmary recently wrote:Every day is the first day of the battle, and every day I try to be a good fighter. And every day is as hard as the first, but some days are harder even than that, and... I don't know. I'm not sure what my point is. I guess it's that maybe if someone's sharp with you, or doesn't act helpfully, or doesn't make your day easier where they might've, or whatever... maybe they're having one of the harder days. Maybe there are battles being fought behind their eyes. I'm going to try to remember that.
And I'm going to try to remember that addicitions are an enemy, not a weakness, and that it's wrong to look down on someone for not being strong enough to win their battle right now. Because every day is that enemy's fresh first day of the battle, even when you've been fighting them for years and years.